User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120628052220/@comment-2207385-20120705223431

Razorclaw looked around the tent, he appreciated the view of a kitchen having spent a lot of horryfing ones on his mother's kitchen, he did not mind it, cooking was one of the few things that made him relax, he looked to the blade now discarded by the soldier, he picked it up, "hmm perhaps it may not be a katana, but it is a blade" he got it and hid it on his captain's coat.